Luyện nghe bài hát Million Dollar Baby

(Chorus)
One two, one two, and I say
One two, one two, and I say
One two, one two, and I say
One two, one two, and I say

(Verse 1)
Sick it, six digits, big engines
Get lots of like six midgets
It just code I live by,
the road I grew up by,
And I see the like an umpire.
one time, and everything combined
I am the boss, I have a nigga tell you the gunline
I'm in the hog sometime, I'm in the redline
I drive that mothafucka I'm tryna beat a deadline.
at the boy bitch, yes I'm the boy bitch
I'm fly and your an ostrich
How much you cost
See I buy you and then sell you back like an auction.
I am affiliated with DJ Drama
And Just Blaze track has just met Jeffery Dahmer
I am a on the beat like Carson Palmer
And niggas couldn't see me with panorama.
(Haha) Niggas soft as a can of
You soft as a can of
You with a piranha
The ballin' is no
tall as a tower
I'm paid hoe, I could change your all in a hour
I I see the city skyline from my shower
I'm feeling a gun with a bag of gun powder
Pow pow
I'm than Mr. Childs
Fresh from the of the ant pile.
Weezy!

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
My grill is gangsta, my aim is
The is beautiful but the game is ugly
say feed the hungry, but these bitches is greedy
But I'm awfully gifted, I am simply
come to my room, I make her feel like it's Egypt
And she leave out room feelin' like a paraplegic
My fuck is my capital feature
I stuff her ass up like a of new sneakers
to the subject at hand
Baby I'm a wealthy ass black man
Flow rare than finding black sand
And, I just want some brain like a cat scan
I just some paper like a fucking trash can
Life is a so how's it hanging Pac-Man?
I to amaze, as well as advance
I'm so far I gotta save the last dance.

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Get it like panters I enhance,
M.O.B., I'm all about my chips Lance
I be with animals with tactics,
I swear I'm backed up like New traffic
You dumb fucks, you're nothing but ducks,
Big nuts hairs, swinging nunchucks
I'm claiming it like insurance
I've been on the grind, you're just a tourist,
for the dead, say hello to the florists
Fuck with me wrong bet I rush it like
Now they kick it but I ain't Chuck Norris
I kick it Lil' Few and he rolling up a forest
be compared, no I'm not a thesaurus
Can't be banned, I'm sorry Delourous
Fuck Wendy Williams, the bitch like a dude
Her look chewed and her hair looks glued
But let me get to my food
Eat the track up and leave the mic
Why in 30 would you ever war with I
I'm just gettin' high thinking about the 5
My straight, my momma good and my daughter's fine
Everyday I and thank the great Lord of mine
Weezy baby, lookin' at greatness
Grillz, no braces